Today, in the VRL.

foxxydancr: So I had an interesting conversation with my sister last night, speaking of chaos.
Me: Oh yeah? What about?
fd: Apparently, they hit a gas line while working on their new dig.
Me: What?!
fd: Yeah, they had no idea it was there. It wasn't on their maps.
Me: Wow. I have no faith in the public utility companies.
fd: I don't think they knew it was there either.
Me: Still no faith in the public utility companies.
fd: Fair enough.
Me: Good thing no one blew up, huh?
fd: That's what I said. My sister was really blase about it, though. Like, oh yeah, we hit a gas pipe. Tomorrow we'll figure out what's going on.
Me: They really have an obligation to keep track of those kinds of things. Losing a gas pipe is so not safe.
fd: It's in rural New Jersey.
Me: I don't care! If you lay a pipe you have to keep track of it.
fd: It might not even have been a gas pipe. They're not completely sure.
Me: It still has to be kept track of. What if it had tried to make a break for Atlantic City to gamble and pick up hookers? That's taxpayer dollars at work.
fd: Atlantic City is like a seven hour drive from their dig.
Me: Doesn't matter. Pipe runs places, you know.
fd: That has to be one of the deepest things you've ever said.
Me: I know. I'm going to have to put it on a label.


We also listened to the theme from Shaft today, which is why I love working with foxxydancr.